These days, I am...

(or, Notes towards a definitive Facebook Status)

- cold. The radiator only heats half the room, and even that's iffy. It was spring! I know it was! I had a spring jacket and everything!
- allowing each snooze cycle to last forty minutes. Fortunately, I set my alarm an hour and a half before I need to get up.
- being informed by people I've campaign-called that I am young, beautiful (conjecture on their part) and have no problems (also conjecture, but I'll take it).
- rereading The Neverending Story, and realizing that I'm missing out on a lot because my reading speed has increased. Perilin the Night Forest is much more awesome when you don't get through it in five minutes.
- listening extensively to P.J. Harvey's "One Line" and The Smiths' "Hand in Glove", and thus being a little more sentimental than necessary.
- still as far as ever from figuring out the bus route to Homerton College.
- getting texts at one in the morning, all "Hey! Hey how are you? How are are you?" It is as though a puppy has learned how to text. I reply semi-coherently and smile and go back to sleep.
- without a May Ball gown. I should've bought one before Christmas, when they had those amazing red-satin fishtail dresses at Karen Millen; now it's all metallic shifts and I'm sorry, but I'm not wearing a smock to my last May Ball. What I'd really like is something in gold, with an actual waist, and kind of drapey and Grecian. Or the same sort of thing in black.
- watching the lichen grow on the roofstones outside my window.
- unable to admit that term is over.
- feeling competent. How about that.